The Island - A Lost SRP

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This is a closed thread for slippedhalo and myself. :rolleyes:



Things were looking up for Charlie Pace. Well, besides Desmond having predicted his imminent and possibly unavertable death, that is. He was not as sullen and depressed as he had been lately--his adventure with Hurley and the VW bus helped changed that, but it was the day before that really brought him back. After lying to Claire as an excuse for why he couldn't help her catch the gulls, she had found about Desmond's premonitions and said to him:

"I'm not giving up you either, Charlie."

After this rather romantic moment, they had retired to Claire's shelter and fallen asleep together. In the morning, Charlie woke up earlier than her, and carefully extracted himself from the bed. Desmond may have ruined his picnic the day before, but there was nothing to suggest the same would happen today.

So he recreated yesterday's attempt almost perfectly, Sun and Jin were taking care of Aaron and Charlie set out a small plate of fruit by her bedside. The only difference was that instead of the larger picnic being "a short walk down the beach", it was a rather long walk down the beach, isolated from the camp.

Sitting down on the end of her bed, Charlie watched Claire sleep with a slight smile on his face, waiting for her to wake up.
 
Claire awakened to see Charlie smiling down goofily at her as he offered her some fresh fruit. She sat up on her elbows and smiled, "Charlie, what are you up to?" she asked in mock suspicion.
 
Charlie grinned, smoothing out the jeans he was wearing. "Same as yesterday," he said, "A selection of mysterious island fruit, to be followed by a picnic set up in your honor down the beach!" Setting his hand on her calf, he added after a moment, "And I asked Des about it too, he promised I'm not going to choke on any bananas."
 
Claire smiled, gently rubbing the arm holding her calf as she replied, "Good. I'd like to keep you around a bit longer." she joked, letting him help her up as she followed him on his mysterious route to their secret picnicking spot.
 
Charlie led her north of the camp, eventually passing out of sound and sight of it. They walked for about fifteen or twenty minutes before coming upon a blanket with various fruit and DHARMA breakfast food.

"Not bad, eh?"
 
Claire was very impressed and her expression showed it too. "You're so sweet, Charlie. I don't know how you manage to do all of these nice things but you do and I am truly lucky to have a guy like you in my life." she admitted, sitting down on the blanket and taking a bit of fruit to feed him.
 
Charlie flushed a tiny bit at her comment and didn't respond. Sitting down next to her, he accepted the fruit and began to eat, offering her some cereal in return. The sound of the waves crashing into surf made its way hazily up to them and the day couldn't have been more beautiful.
 
"Wanna go swimming?" she asked after they had finished their breakfast and lay holding each other lovingly listening to the sounds of the surf. She wondered if Charlie had ever been skinny dipping before.
 
Charlie lay back, arms outstretched and hands digging into the soft sand. "Swimming?" He repeated, "Why not, we've got all day." Sitting up straighter, he set to clearing all the leftover coconut plates and such off the side of the blanket, glancing over at Claire as he did so.
 
Without much ceremony Claire began to untie her top and pull it off. Next came the jeans. Soon she was out of her bra and panties and running for the water, laughing as she looked behind her at the awestruck expression on Charlie's adorable face. "Come on!" she yelled tauntingly. "Let's swim!"
 
Struck dumb and immobile in the middle of placing one bowl in another, Charlie watched openmouthed as Claire stripped off her clothes, her lithe nude form running down to the water like an angel from Heaven. Finally his eyes moved to the top and jeans next to him, then to the bra and panties littered like cookie crumbs down to the water.

"Bloody hell..." Stadning up, Charlie pulled his shirt over his head and slipped out of his jeans before walking down to the water, still in his underwear.

"You feeling alright, Claire?" He called out to her.
 
Claire was enjoying the water and had just ducked beneath and swum back up to hear a confused looking Charlie ask her if she was feeling alright.

She laughed, "Are you afraid to take your clothes off, Charlie?" she asked with a teasing grin, "I feel fine. Come on and join me...I won't look if you're shy, but honestly, it's just skin." she replied casually. She wondered if he ever realized how little shame she felt in nudity until now.
 
Charlie cocked an eyebrow, looking slightly bemused. Shy? He was a bloody rock god! After glancing back down the beach to see if anyone happened to be taking a strollin their direction - no one was - he kicked off his underwear and waded out into the water himself.

After ducking down, then coming up and pushing the hair of his eyes glanced over at Claire. "I guess it saves us the trouble of wearing wet clothes," he commented, eyes glittering.
 
"Exactly." she agreed with a playful, mock-serious nod as he drew ever closer to her. "I just like my clothes to be warm and dry." she said, reaching out to push him off of his balance as she swam away, laughing as he took up pursuit.
 
The water was beautiful and almost completely clear, but still Charlie could make out nothing less of her nude form than a hazy outline. Not that it bothered him: she was going to have to get out of the water eventually...

It's quite a difficult thing to fall over in water, so Charlie merely rocked backwards as Claire pushed him. "Hey!" Darting after her, he grabbed her ankle and tugged her back towards himself.
 
She collided against his flesh with hers and there was just a slight hesitant moment of strange chemistry between them as their bodies made that contact before she smiled awkwardly and backed slightly away.
 
Charlie released his grip instantly and felt his heart immediately begin to race a bit faster. They definately didn't have the "Kate/Sawyer throw-me-on-the-floor-of-your-cage-and-bang-me" relationship; it was more like "I dig you and you dig me." It left them both unsure of how to approach that particular moment.

Charlie set his head back and looked up at the sky, bobbing slightly in the waves. "You know, I suppose there are worse places to be stranded."
 
Claire took his change of subject greatfully. "Yeah...at least it's pretty nice here most of the time...when we don't have to worry about 'the others'." she said smiling shyly. He was still so close to her the warmth of his skin warmed hers as his thigh brushed against hers and his hand found it's way around her waist but then moved away again as if he was uncertain if she would allow it. She smiled reassuringly and wrapped her right arm around his neck, kissing him briefly. "This is nice." she commented, staring into his eyes to seek his true reaction, not just what words came out of his mouth.
 
"Yeah," he responded, gazing duly into hers. "Yes it is." Charlie gently placed his hand on her hip, the skin feeling incredibly warm and soft to his touch. He reached up with his other hand and placed it on her cheek, leaning in to kiss her again, their bodies swaying slightly in the ebb and flow of the waves.
 
It wasn't long before the kiss had deepened and their bodies pressed lightly against each other as they kept one another afloat in the water, enjoying the slight security of the water's hiding them as they took advantage of the moment, to touch and caress bare skin.
 
Charlie moved both his hands to her waist, holding her in a soft embrace as they kissed. Claire's small breasts pressed and rubbed against his chest, and she could probably hear the rapidity of his heartbeat by even that. His cock stirred slightly, but did not instantly balloon into anything alarming.
 
"I can't...do this and swim at the same time." admitted Claire after finally taking a break to breathe. "We should maybe go back to the beach blanket...for a little while?" she asked, wondering if he would think the suggestion was too bold. But, it had been so loooong since she'd been touched and she was feeling so close to Charlie lately. She wanted to express to him how she felt with more than just leasing little kisses.
 
Charlie smiled when she finally admitted the physical difficulty of their situation. When she suggested they go back to the blanket, his smile changed slightly but remained in place. "Let the sun dry us off, eh?" He had a feeling they wouldn't be putting their clothes back on before going back to shore.

"Makes sense to me..."
 
"Good." said Claire with a definitive nod, taking Charlie's hand as they slowly made their way back to the shore and awkwardly, out of the water...She tried not to look over at his naked body as they walked beside each other but she did notice out of the corner of her eye an unmistakable erection beginning to bob it's way up from his pelvic area...and it was certainly nothing to be shy about at all. Claire blushed, still averting her eyes, staring ahead at the blanket instead as she focused on the desination to avoid making him self-conscious.
 
Charlie did his best to not get an instant erection, but was in many ways fighting a losing battle. Out of the corner of his own eye he admired Claire's figure: all signs of her being pregnant over a month ago were gone. He also glanced down the beach ago, but it was once again empty.

When they got to the blanket any chance of delaying the slightly awkward but wonderful moment evaporated, and he turned to Claire. Once again placing his hands on her, he drew her close and pressed his lips to hers. Bending down slightly, he put his arm under her legs and gently laid her down onto the blanket, laying on his side next to her.
 
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